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This morning the world was cloaked, white on white, as snow fell and the mountains shied behind a sheet of fog. The cornfield stretched between, like a wide sheet of paper, empty. Lighting the fire, I feel the way these two days between...
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Dinner time at our house is often insane, well, make that always insane. But every once in awhile, when I’ve had it up-to-here with the volume and intensity, I set a few small candles in the center of the table and turn off the overhead...
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Our kids enjoying ice cream on the porch swing. We are not on vacation. It’s the last day of spring and my husband’s off from work. The sky is pale blue like fine china swirled with bits of white. The sun has swallowed a...
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There are times, as a parent, when you need to establish norms. Simple things like the appropriate surfaces for disposing of boogers, whether one may or may not fart on other people, and whether spontaneously licking another human being is ever...
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In the morning, after the twins chug their milk and the heavy wet diapers of the night before are deposited in the already overflowing trash, I sit in the corner of the couch with Isaiah to look at a book. We flip through the pages of a National Geographic...
